Chapter 1382: Why Should I Apologize to Her?
Her gaze was very calm, as if there was a pool of dead water in her eyes, even if a strong wind blew, it wouldn’t stir a ripple.
She just stood there quietly, like a wooden figure, without sadness or joy, without anger or worry.
To be precise, she didn’t care about him at all, treating him as if he was invisible.
That’s why she was so indifferent and calm.
But back when they were on the plane, he merely joked a few words with a flight attendant, and she got jealous and angry.
The current situation was much more serious than joking with the flight attendant, yet she was acting as if she didn’t care at all.
Matthew Saxon suddenly found himself unable to understand her.
Seeing her so calm and indifferent, he inexplicably felt a bit panicked, a bit uneasy, and more so a sense of annoyance and frustration from being ignored.
It was as if there was a breath caught in his chest, making him feel uncomfortable all over, yet he couldn’t find a way to vent.
"Scarlett Yates, in the middle of the night, standing here with your hair down, are you trying to scare people like a ghost?"
The kiss from that woman just now made him feel disgusted.
The lipstick on her lips had a pungent smell, and when she got close to him, he wanted to evade.
But thinking of this damn woman still watching him, he forcibly endured it.
He thought that when she saw him kissing another woman, she would be angry.
Even if she could tolerate it, at this point, she should be unable to hold back.
But he still underestimated her tolerance.
Her expressionless face seemed frozen, no other expression could appear again.
Yet, the more indifferent she was, the more furious Matthew Saxon became, so when he spoke, his tone naturally turned aggressive.
Scarlett Yates just glanced at him lightly, said nothing, and walked past him directly.
It was only after she descended four or five steps that Matthew Saxon realized he had been ignored.
The anger that had been pent up for so long finally erupted.
His face darkened, and he coldly called her to stop: "Scarlett Yates, stand still."
Scarlett Yates paused in her steps, did not turn back, and with her back facing him, asked: "What’s the matter?"
What’s the matter?
Matthew Saxon really didn’t know what the matter was.
He stopped her simply because he was unhappy and did not want to let her leave like that.
Otherwise, he didn’t know where he could vent the breath caught in his chest.
Having not yet vented his anger, how could he let her walk away?
"You scared my people, and intend to walk away like this?" After a moment of silence, he finally found a suitable reason.
He looked at the slim figure standing still.
"Then what do you want?" Scarlett Yates clenched her fists.
Matthew Saxon sneered: "You scared someone, what do you say should be done? Apologize to her."
Upon hearing this sentence, even the woman beside him was surprised and stunned.
She never thought Matthew Saxon would make his wife apologize to her over such a little matter.
"Why should I apologize to her?" Scarlett Yates finally couldn’t tolerate it anymore, turned around, and a trace of anger appeared on her previously expressionless face.
Matthew Saxon knew he was being unreasonable, but seeing Scarlett Yates finally react gave him an inexplicable sense of pleasure.
Standing above her, looking at her, he adopted a condescending gaze, an aloof posture, and with a smirk, said: "You frightened her, luckily she didn’t get scared to issues, otherwise do you think just an apology would suffice?"